Song Laosheng's face was full of smiles and he respectfully bowed to Zhang Bairen: "The style of the Grand Commander is better than the past!"

"Where did you go, old boy? I thought I had been in seclusion for a long time, but I didn't expect that you would have been missing for nearly twenty years. Where did you go in the past twenty years? No matter how I inquire about your news, I didn't have any scalp." Zhang Bairen slapped Song Laosheng's shoulder with a palm, and then frowned: "The foundation is very loss. If you haven't made any progress for more than twenty years, why did the foundation suffer instead?"

Listening to Zhang Bairen's words, Song Laosheng smiled bitterly: "I went to a secret place. The master told me to do something, but I never thought it would be nearly twenty years in a blink of an eye."

Looking at Song Laosheng, Zhang Bairen sighed softly. The time that had been delayed for twenty years, Song Laosheng had missed the best time to practice.

"Follow me to enter." Zhang Bairen pulled Song Laosheng and the two came to the house. Zhang Bairen asked him to stew mutton, and then said, "Go and take out the Korean blood ginseng that Jiang Yunqi gave me a few days ago and stew it on me on a fine heat."

When the servant went down to pass the order, Zhang Bairen looked at Song Laosheng: "You have missed the best martial arts opportunity. It is extremely difficult to catch up. Yuwen Chengdu has seen the gods invincible. What should you do? If it weren't for fifteen years, I'm afraid that you will be able to achieve the ultimate state of Yi Bone and Great Success."

Song Laosheng smiled bitterly: "How dare I refuse the master's order?"

Zhang Bairen was speechless when he heard this, thinking in his heart that Yu Juluo was unreliable, but said, "What have you done for the General? It will take fifteen years?"

Song Laosheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The governor has practiced the Daoyang God, and you will know where I am going."

"Oh?" Zhang Bairen showed surprise.

Song Laosheng shook his head and said quietly: "I can't say it!"

"So mysterious?"

Zhang Bairen was stunned.

Old friends reunite, Zhang Bairen and Song Laosheng drink all night. It was not until half a day later that they saw Song Laosheng shake his head and say goodbye.

Old Song left, Zhang Bairen sat in front of the desk with a thoughtful face, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"There has been no trace for fifteen years. Let Tianting and the Military Machinery Secret Palace investigate, and Old Sheng Song seemed to have disappeared. The world is becoming more and more interesting!" Zhang Bairen's eyes narrowed slightly.

I don’t know when Zhang Bairen fell asleep. When he woke up the next day, it was already noon.

"bass"

"bass"

"bass"

A burst of tight footsteps came, and then Zhang Lihua quickly pushed the door and walked into the room. Looking at Zhang Bairen who was confused, she lowered her voice and said, "Uncle Zhang left last night!"

"Leaving?" Zhang Bairen wondered: "Where did you go?"

"Leaving Zhuo County," Zhang Lihua said.

Zhang Bairen's movements froze, and his remaining drunkenness instantly dissipated, and then he suddenly stood up: "Where to leave Zhuo County? Why leave?"

After saying that, Zhang Bairen stood up and said, "In that direction?"

"I've gone outside the pass, and I should be about to leave the pass. It's still time for you to chase me," said Zhang Lihua.

Zhang Bairen nodded and shrank all the way out of the city, looking at the vast wild grass outside the border, and overwhelming ghosts flying out of Zhang Bairen.

"Where!"

Zhang Bairen looked at the figure who was walking alone outside the desolate frontier and immediately showed joy.

Nearly twenty years have passed, and although he is rich and well-off, Uncle Zhang is already in his fifties, his face is full of oldness, and his tall body is hunched over.

"Uncle Zhang!" Zhang Bairen took a step forward and stood in front of Uncle Zhang.

At this time, Uncle Zhang was wearing a worn-out dress, which looked quite familiar. It was the rough leather jacket made during the poverty-stricken period from the Great Wall.

"Hundred-nest!" Uncle Zhang stopped moving, looking at Zhang Bairen who was blocking in front of him, and involuntarily lowered his head.

"Why did Uncle Zhang leave without saying goodbye? I told my nephew so sad, but there was something wrong with the hospitality?" Zhang Bairen looked at Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang shook his head, was silent for a while before saying, "I'm sorry for you, so I'm naturally not ashamed to stay in the Zhang family."

"You are you, the grass is the grass. It was my idea to send the grass away back then!" Zhang Bairen sighed softly.

He knew Uncle Zhang's thoughts. His mother is like a fairy, and there is nothing he doesn't like as long as he is a man. Uncle Zhang has protected his mother for more than 20 years. Until now, time has changed, Uncle Zhang has shown his old age, but Zhang's mother is still beautiful, as if time has not left any trace on his face.

What a pity, the falling flowers are intentionally flowing water without mercy. Zhang’s mother is an elf-like person, but Uncle Zhang is a rough man who can’t read big words, with his face full of wind and frost. How could Zhang’s mother see it?

A few years ago, Zhang's mother and Zhang Fei got along well, but now Zhang's mother is injured by love and has been killed. Now Uncle Zhang is fifty years old and knows his destiny. His body is getting older. How can he be worthy of Zhang's mother?

I was already sad and sad, but I never thought that Zhang Xiaocao's incident happened again, so Uncle Zhang naturally wanted to leave.

"You treat me very well! I helped you and your mother for five years, and you provided me with twenty years of wealth and wealth. All the kindness has been paid back. We will not owe each other!" Uncle Zhang sighed deeply and came to Zhang Bairen: "Go back. Life in the city is not suitable for me. I'd better live alone in the mountains and forests. If you really think I am your uncle, you should fulfill me, rather than block my way."

The north wind whistled, and Zhang Bairen's face was silent.

Can you repay the grace of life?

Although he had been in seclusion for fifteen years, he saw Uncle Zhang's efforts.

It was difficult to learn to read and learn to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but unfortunately, they still seemed to be from two worlds with Zhang's mother.

Zhang Bairen was speechless, saying that his mother was blind and liked Zhang Fei, who was elegant and pleasing. Uncle Zhang was so honest that he could only leave sadly, and deserved to be hurt by love.

Looking at Uncle Zhang's animal skin clothes, although they were torn, they were worn by him. The mother sewed the animal skin clothes by himself, and after fifteen years of life of luxury, she still kept them to this day.

What can Zhang Bairen say?

I regret meeting too late?

Good fortune makes people?

I can only say that luck makes people mess with you.

Uncle Zhang faced the north wind and walked away with difficulty. The man who was tall and tall back then has now been hunched over and is walking in the north wind with difficulty.

Zhang Bairen should not stop him or force him. He has dignity! That is his last dignity.

Zhang Bairen stood there like that, standing in the howling north wind, watching the figure gradually moving away in the north wind.

This is the pain of parting. The five years of life passed slowly in my mind. I became a overlord. My straight back was already hunched over.

Standing quietly in the north wind, Zhang Bairen said silently. He clenched his fists tightly, looking at the distant back, feeling sad.

"Oh!" Zhang Bairen sighed, and two lines of clear tears fell.

This parting is probably due to the separation of yin and yang, and it is already the end of reincarnation.

According to Uncle Zhang's current body bones, he will have to return to the underworld for at most ten years. The root of the disease left in the early years is the root of the disease, which cannot be eliminated at all.

Even though Zhang Bairen has been conditioning day and night for more than ten years, Uncle Zhang's foundation still cannot be restored. This is also the reason why Zhang Bairen refused to teach Uncle Zhang's martial arts. Teaching martial arts will make Uncle Zhang die faster! The innate vitality is insufficient, and there is no way for the gods to be resurrected.

If he continues to stay in Zhangjia Manor and takes care of himself, he may be able to live for another twenty years, and it may not be possible for five years to go there.

He turned around the Zhang family manor with a gloomy face. After thinking about it, Zhang Bairen came to Zhang's mother's yard: "Mom, Uncle Zhang is gone."

The yard was silent, and Zhang Bairen continued, "Uncle Zhang left Zhuo County and left the customs!"

"Bang!"

There was a sound of tea cups breaking in the yard, and Zhang Bairen stood quietly outside the door.

The atmosphere is quiet and time is passing by little by little.

"Are you leaving? That's fine!" Zhang's mother's voice slowly came from the yard.

After saying that, the backyard was quiet, Zhang Bairen sighed softly and turned around and left.

Inside the courtyard

Zhang's mother sat quietly in the room, staring at Lantian with her eyes blankly, and she remained silent for a long time.

"Do you want to send someone to follow and take care of him in secret?" Zhang Lihua said.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "No need, Uncle Zhang is the most powerful, but this is not good! Uncle Zhang is also a decisive person. Although he is honest, he is not stupid! I don't want to make him uneasy, so he seeks kindness and gets kindness."
Chapter completed!